Trolls, werewolves, sea monsters, goblins, even dragons...Childe has slain them all. Which is why he's a notorious, renowned monster hunter, and he loves his job. But there's one incredibly rare monster he has yet to hunt, one he hasn't even seen before: a naga. A half human, half serpent monster capable of hypnotising its prey. Just imagining fighting one fills Childe with thrill.

So when he was commissioned by a small village that a naga had been terrorising traders in the nearby forest, he just had to accept.

"Ugh, this forest is huge. Just where is this thing?"

He sighs to himself as he wanders through the thick foliage, using his tools and senses. This isn't the first time he was called to slain a naga, but they've always been false alarms.

Then finally, tracking a trail of human blood on the ground, he's lead to a cave. Swiftly, he lights up a stick on fire and tosses it inside, aiming to drive it out so he can face it in the open. And after a loud hiss, the monster emerges, and Childe finally faces a naga for the first time.

And his reaction was not what he expected at all.

"...wow." The word just slips out, and he slaps himself out of it. What's gotten into him?

He's never been the one to get wavered by humanoid beasts! Even sirens with their magical charms and alluring human faces never got past Childe. Yet this one manages to make his heart skip a beat. No, that just must be adrenaline.

Quickly he unsheathes his dual blades, a bright and estatic smirk on his face.

"Your reign of torment ends here, beast!"